Brittle as my polish was, and subject to my ensemble's perfection; yet it so swiftly deteriorated, as if God wanted that I should not be wearing my best, but honestly clothed in the dust I carried around each day, and would become soon enough. Impulse buying does not work with God. He wanted me to …
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The Apple in my Eye
Apple picking. You can't do it at very many orchards anymore. Now I know why. We're why. Apple baseball, apple basketball, apple golf, apple Frisbee, apple explosion... those rotting apples under the trees didn't stand a chance. It got me to thinking about the element of fun inherent in destruction. It's why kids like to knock …
Excellent, Not Perfect
My greatest challenge: teaching my children. I began more than ten years ago with the crushing pack of my children's education pressing down on my shoulders, and it has become a burden light and wonderful to carry. There are some days when the weight again seems unbearable and any mistake whispers the lie: "You're …
A Proverb a Day
In February and other short months I get a break from that perfect woman, the Proverbs 31 woman who likes to taunt me with her godly perfection. You know what bothers me about her? She wakes up while it’s still dark outside, and she doesn’t even live in Alaska. Is that a requirement for excellence? …
The Prince and the Pupil
Were I a sailboat I'd presently be foundering on the homeschool doldrums. By chance I also happen to be reading The Prince by Machiavelli, a sort of rule book for tyrants. Machiavelli writes, "Men ought either to be well-treated or crushed, because they can avenge themselves of lighter injuries, of more serious ones they cannot." So is it …
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